On the other side.
Well of Eternal Imprisonment, Lava Stratum, twelfth floor.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Under repeated hammering and the scorching of dragon flame, the form of the Nail of Sealing grew closer and closer to that of a greatsword.
The layer of distorted, solidified lava on its surface fell away completely.
Purple Copper's four arms never stopped their rhythmic striking until the dragon flame burning from the corpse finally flickered toward extinction. Only then did she cease her work.
She quickly quenched the blade to cool it. Amidst a billowing cloud of white steam, a brand-new greatsword appeared before Brock.
The sword's body was a dark silver, with recessed, lava-like patterns etched into the crossguard and hilt.
The entire weapon radiated a searing mana that felt as if it would burn one's eyes.
Of course, it was also possible that the prototype simply hadn't cooled down entirely yet.
【Nail of Sealing】 A greater magic grade magical artifact. Once a greatsword used to resist the Forbidden Fire, it has now been reforged using the dragon flame from the corpse of a Sub-dragon Wyvern of the lava lake as fuel. It possesses the power to contain the Forbidden Fire.
【Special Effects】 1. Forbidden Fire Container: Can serve as a vessel to hold the Forbidden Fire.
2. Dragon Slayer: Sharpness and armor piercing are significantly increased.
3. Sealing Power: The greatsword possesses the power of sealing, capable of gradually sealing an enemy's power through damage.
A greater magic grade magical artifact, a Forbidden Fire Container—the Nail of Sealing!
Brock lifted the Nail of Sealing from the ground with some effort.
Given its weight, an ordinary mage would struggle even to lift it, let alone wield it in battle.
However, Brock's body had undergone modification by the Forbidden Fire Stone, allowing him to just barely swing the weapon.
He gripped the Nail of Sealing with both hands.
His purpose in seeking a Forbidden Fire Container was to rid himself of the Forbidden Fire hidden within his body, which threatened to incinerate him into ash at any moment.
Now, the container he had personally helped forge, the Nail of Sealing, was in his hands.
Brock could not wait to remove the terrifying, hidden threat from his body.
The Forbidden Fire Blessing mark on the back of his hand lit up as he gripped the hilt. Mana flowed through him, driving the Forbidden Fire Container in his grasp.
This time, he clearly felt the Forbidden Fire lurking in every inch of his flesh!
As the container activated, the fire within his body began to converge toward the Nail of Sealing.
But in the next second, a surge of intense heat erupted.
In an instant, every inch of Brock's flesh was scorched.
In the process of being absorbed by the Nail of Sealing, that Forbidden Fire would burn him to ash first!
Brock's eyes widened. Without hesitation, he activated the other special ability of the sword.
Special Effect 3: Sealing Power!
The sealing power quickly spread from his hands through his entire body, suppressing the restless Forbidden Fire within him.
The burning sensation rapidly receded, though Brock remained flushed red all over, his skin emitting wisps of steam.
It wasn't enough. It wasn't enough!
Even with a Forbidden Fire Container, he couldn't simply remove his current condition.
After all, Brock was a vital piece of research material for Dalun Li.
How could Dalun Li allow Brock to escape his control so easily?
The man carried the bloodline of the purple dragon, the Magic Dragon Krimnir.
In the Well of Eternal Imprisonment project plans held by Dalun Li, there was a "Proposal for Free Research of Krimnir's Blood" waiting for Brock as he grew stronger step by step.
Of course, Dalun Li would not drive Brock to absolute despair either.
Once a person fell into total despair, their fighting spirit and ambition would vanish.
And if Brock lacked the ambition and the will to survive, how could he continue to advance along the path of rapid growth Dalun Li had envisioned?
Brock stared silently at the Nail of Sealing in his hands.
If the container couldn't help him remove the fire, what could he do? Was he truly destined to wait for death?
...No, there was still hope.
While the Nail of Sealing couldn't help him expel the fire, its sealing power could help him suppress it.
As long as the Forbidden Fire was suppressed and didn't burn him to death in the short term, there was hope for survival.
The image of a certain man appeared in Brock's mind.
It was the monster merchant who had nearly killed him—Origami Mane.
Origami Mane possessed a candelabra that served as a Forbidden Fire Container. Through it, he had awakened the Forbidden Fire Blessing mark on the back of his hand, gaining the power to further master the fire.
If Brock could use his own container, the Nail of Sealing, to absorb enough residual Forbidden Fire...
Could he, like Origami Mane, further awaken the blessing on his hand and gain the power to control the Forbidden Fire within him?
Brock saw a glimmer of hope for survival.
As long as there was a single shred of hope, he would not give up.
Next, he had to strive to improve himself, grow stronger, seek out residual Forbidden Fire, and further awaken his blessing to escape the threat.
“Let's go.”
Brock stood up and resumed his journey.
Purple Copper watched him, then rose to follow.
She was acting on the orders of the guardian, Lady Feiwan, to follow and assist this human.
For now...
Everything was proceeding according to the Master's expectations.
Everyone on the hidden stone pillar followed the spiral staircase back down into the lava lake.
They would search through the thick smoke of the lake for the passage leading to the next floor.
And then, they would delve deeper into the Well of Eternal Imprisonment, step by step.
Once everyone had left, Feiwan's figure slowly flew out from the smoke and landed on the stone pillar.
The wings made of flame on her back dissipated.
“What an interesting person,” Feiwan remarked.
She then turned to face the charred dragon corpse.
“A Sub-dragon Wyvern.”
Feiwan studied the corpse before her with satisfaction.
She had witnessed the entire battle just now and was quite pleased with the Sub-dragon Wyvern's combat prowess. After all, this was to become her subordinate.
Zeno already had two direct bosses: the Exiled Sentry and the Desert Sword Attendant.
She didn't have a single one yet.
Taking out the revival crystal granted by her Master, Feiwan held it in both hands and channeled her immense mana.
As the scorching flame mana poured into the crystal, its power transformed into a shimmering beam of light that flowed into the blackened dragon corpse.
The charred body rapidly filled out, its flesh regaining vitality. Within the dried-up veins, the heart began to beat rapidly, pumping new blood.
The hideous wounds began to close, and the shattered dragon scales were restored.
“Resurrection!”
As Feiwan fully unleashed her power, the dragon corpse shuddered and began to climb to its feet. A pair of dragon wings unfurled behind the Sub-dragon Wyvern, the injuries upon them rapidly healing and knitting together.
The wyvern's shriveled pupils regained their luster, contracting as it returned to consciousness.
Ignoring the joy of returning from the dead, the Sub-dragon Wyvern immediately felt the presence of the small girl before it, who radiated a terrifying concentration of power.
It quickly tucked its massive body and wings in, bowing its head toward Feiwan.
“Lady Feiwan, by the Great Master above, this Sub-dragon Wyvern is willing to use its life to carry out your will.”
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